Touchdown Dance ft. Doc Heref Lyrics

Need that, that mafuckin swag that wave for it

Feel like I ain't drink enough

Young niggas up now

I'm just finna start paying rent to Skinny and live in this mafucka you know

Black Rabbit shit, aye

If my name in ya convo then you niggas need to tip-toe

Niggas need to tip

With some North West niggas that'll get it jumping like a 6-4

Make a nigga night suspenseful

Shit that's too much info

Brim low

And I'm lost behind the piff smoke

Throw ya Gucci lens on, won't block this glow

Shawty know my name fore I make an intro

Sliding through these Winnebago streets like they been criscoed

Young, Black, superstar

In the Eight One Five they treat me like a movie star

Must be Halloween clown noses on a few of yawl

I play Mike Myers, Austin Powers, I'm so groovy dawg

Real nigga, ball hard and I play injured

Epitome the Family we just gang members

Spit it how I feel it dawg I don't leave a thang censored

How we act in public make white folks hate niggas

They must be mad about these Benji's

Must be mad about these bitches

Must be mad cause we been dripping

Is that the cause of ya slippage

And we didn't it no assistance

Eight One Five be my witness

Niggas borrowing my style now, got to pay me back with interest

Started down and out but we young niggas up now

But we young niggas up now

In the club dancing like I just scored the winning touch down

Like I scored the winning touchdown

And we started down and out but we young niggas up now

But we young niggas up now

In the club celebrating like I just scored a touchdown

Like I scored a winning touchdown

Hit the butterfly with it

Caught a sweep on the keep and it came with the gidgets

Been the boss, been the boss, with or without the digits

All balls, no fault let the Lord be my witness

Shorty on my britches

She thicker than Guinness

Still in the field I rubber band my wrists

Take my ass to work and take care of my kids is

Only regret in life is getting mixed up with bitches

That shit a slow you down

But I'm blessed, but I'm blessed, Pop I'm holy now

Bush blowing the brown

Got the vibes, got the vibes, the kush floating round

You knew what you was getting into

Show up to the venue

Sharper than a ginsu

Pop it like a pimple

Mama I'm with D.T. let him get a grip full

Started down and out but we young niggas up now

But we young niggas up now

In the club dancing like I just scored the winning touch down

Like I scored the winning touchdown

And we started down and out but we young niggas up now

But we young niggas up now

In the club celebrating like I just scored a touchdown

Like I scored a winning touchdown

Holla at me

Yeah we up, yeah we up, yeah we up

Aye, aye, like I, like I

Like I scored the winning touchdown

Yeah we up